So when I discover Madame Alexa’s Virgin Auction by accident, it feels like the answer to everything.
Auction off the one thing that’s still mine to give.
It’s just sex.
It’s just my virginity.
But now I’m backstage, looking like a version of myself I don’t recognize.
I’m trussed up and exposed in every possible way.
Suddenly, the curtains open and I’m on stage.
But when I see his eyes, I decide maybe this isn’t so bad after all...